│♛ 𝕻𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊 𝕺𝖋 𝕳𝖊𝖑𝖑 - 𝕮𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖇𝖆𝖓 ♛│

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟠- ♛ 𝕴𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖙𝖜𝖎𝖓𝖊𝖉 ♛

𝕎𝕖𝕖𝕜𝕤 go by and it is now the end of July. There is only a month left of Athena's summer break.

She is having the time of her life living in the castle. Sex, sex, and more sex. She does not really want to go back to the academy now.

He treats her differently from the other men she's been with in the past. He truly worships the ground she walks on. She deserves it.

Time in hell is parallel to Earth and the days are the same length, just a couple degrees warmer (well more than a couple).

Athena and Caliban very much enjoy causing mischief together around hell by torturing poor souls and doing things that are not permitted by the elders. He is a demon after all, it is his purpose.

They agree to keep their relationship purely casual , and sexual. No romantic activities allowed, no cuddling. Neither of them has ever had a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship, and they plan to keep it that way.

They spend each night in Caliban's suit, intertwined between his soft, silk sheets. Finding new ways to please each other if that is even possible.

No woman, or demon has ever satisfied him the way she does.

He is now breaking his own rules by sleeping with her for more than a couple nights.

He tries to convince himself to snap out of this obsession and go bed another lady to get his mind off of her. They are not exclusive anyways, they are just having fun.

When he's in her presence, sometimes he gets this warm foreign feeling in his chest, and he loathes it. It terrifies him. It makes him weak.

Yet, for some reason he cannot seem to resist her. She is the forbidden fruit of Eden that he needs to consume.

•••

When she wakes up in the morning, she is still tired from the events of the previous night.

The pair have spent hours and hours at dawn for the past month growing their powers together. The fire that escapes from their lips is beyond exhausting.

She enjoys spending most mornings taking a nice, warm bubble-bath, with a face mask on, eyes shut, in order to recuperate her strength.

Her body aches everywhere in the best possible way, and she still feels the lingering kisses of Caliban trailing her most sensitive spots.

Just thinking about it causes the heat to grow between her legs.

She opens her eyes and glances to her right. Caliban is softly snoring against his pillow.

A smile grows on her lips, and her orbs light up.

His wavy hair is in every direction, yet he looks so calm and relaxed. She admires his appearance for a couple minutes, memorizing his handsome facial features. He truly is ravishing.

She slowly lifts the light-weight sheets off of her body, and climbs out of the bed, careful not to wake him in the process. She tiptoes to the fancy bathroom and draws herself a bath, stripping out of her under garments.

On the first night that Athena stayed in Caliban's suit, Caliban had sent a female demon up to Earth to retrieve the essential feminine products for her, and to buy a designer wardrobe that she so desires. He does not want her to miss Earth.

•••

Athena steps out of the large claw-foot tub, and water droplets fall off of her petite frame into a puddle on the marble. With a plush white towel wrapped around her, she spends a good amount of time in front of the bathroom vanity brushing her wet hair and doing her makeup.

"Athena?" A sleepy voice calls out from the bedroom.

She stands up, drops the towel to the floor, and loosely slips on a black silk robe, sauntering out of the bathroom.

Her damp locks fall down the front of her breasts in natural waves. She leans against the bathroom door frame with her arms crossed over her chest to amplify her cleavage.

Her whole lower region completely on display for him to admire. She clears her throat loudly. He looks up.

Caliban is sitting at the edge of the large bed, without a shirt on, playing with his gold rings.

Caliban turns his head slightly to the side in awe. A large grin growing on his face, and an even larger member growing in his pants.

He takes a few moments to check out the delicious body in front of him. He wants to devour her.

She smirks down at him, her orbs full of innocence. She is well aware of what she is doing to him. She is very fond of their games.

While keeping eye contact, she steadily moves her ember locks behind her, over her shoulder, completely exposing the front of her figure.

She slips out of the robe, allowing it to fall in a pile on the floor. She gradually advances in his direction, her head up with confidence. A goddess never looks to the ground.

Stopping just a foot in front of him she teases, "I'm going to put some clothes on. It's quite cold in here. " she pretends to shiver, hugging herself. A large smirk on her face.

She turns around on her heel and moves in the direction of the walk-in closet instead. Leaving Caliban sitting there to admire the view of her bare behind.

He is not going to let her win this round.

He quietly gets off the bed and prowls after her, like a coyote and a rabbit and damn was he hungry.

As she reaches up for a red channel dress on the clothing rack he makes his presence known.

Caliban steadily runs his hands down the front of her stomach. She freezes in place. Her heart beat increases.

He proceeds to move his hands down into her inner thigh. Then slowly up to her entrance.

His calloused fingers roughly brush over her folds.

His carnivorous lips kiss the nape of her neck, making her turn to ashes at his touch.

Athena's entire body is buzzing with various sensations. Her eyes roll to the back of her head, leaning into him, as small moans escape her mouth.

She can feel his manhood growing against her behind. The sounds outflowing from her lips drive him wild. He whispers against her ear, causing shivers to run down her spine.

"I know what you were trying to do back there,"

•••